by Celia Kyle
Tremors continued to rack them both, but he slowly recovered, finding his breath and his heartbeat gradually returning to normal. And still he remained inside her, their hips flush, his dick softening. He did not wish to leave her wet perfection, but soon he would have no choice.
Spent, exhausted yet energized, Kozav carefully changed their positions until he cradled his mate in his lap. She truly was his mate now. They’d shared their bodies and already he sensed the strengthening of their emotional ties. He could not live without her, his heart already filled with… love. Love for the sensual woman and fierce protector. Love for the female who’d accepted his faults, his horror-filled past, and embraced them.
The human vids had been wrong. Love did not need a specific amount of time to have passed. Love did not need to know a favorite color. Love did not need to know a favorite food.
The wetness from their passion covered his cock, the senchamber-generated wind drying the dampness. He knew that his seed covered Grace’s pussy as well. With luck, she would catch quickly. He had not lied when he’d said he could not wait to see her large with his offspring. Could not wait to see the result of their… love.
“Shaa kouva…” He pressed a soft kiss to her temple and nuzzled the top of her head.
“Shaa kouvi…” She wiggled against him like a rasi kit, snuggling close.
“Am I, Grace?”
“Hmm?” She tilted her head back, a sleepy smile gracing her lips.
“Am I your beloved?”
“Am I yours?” she countered.
He liked that she challenged him, but he would not tell her so. If she knew how much he liked arguing with her, she might begin agreeing with him all the time out of spite. His mate was a contrary creature.
“The Knowing drew me to you, but it does not create emotions. I have told you this.” He brushed his lips across hers and then spoke against those tempting bits of flesh. “But now, I know that you are truly my beloved, my mate. I have taken you, Grace, and now I shall keep you.”
“And I’m going to keep you.”
Kozav grunted. As if she had a choice. He had done much in his life, had many regrets, but he would not add losing Grace to his failures. He would tie her to him if she ever tried to leave, and he did not care if humans had laws against such things.
“When we return to Preor, we will have decisions to make.” Many.
“Like…”
“Where to live.”
“You have an aerie, already. I’m sure it’ll be fine.”
He rested his cheek on top of her head. “I built it with my mate first in mind. Everything was crafted for a female’s comfort. But Skala does not live close, which means your dam will not be near. We must move or ask Skala to relocate with your dam.” Kozav did not look forward to that discussion.
The male was not as strong as Kozav, but with age came knowledge. An opponent did not always have to be more powerful to win, just smarter. “He is an old dry scale and set in his ways. I do not know—” He heard her sniffle and snapped his mouth closed. Gripping her shoulders, he encouraged her to lean away from him. “Grace? Are you in pain? Do you require a healer? Ship—”
She placed two fingers on his lips. “Hush.”
He would have to explain that females did not tell warriors to “hush.”
“I’m just… happy.” A single tear escaped her eyes and his gut tightened. Did humans cry when happy? He did not recall that fact from the vids and records. “My mom really is okay.”
“The healers believe so.”
“And Skala is her mate?”
Kozav slowly nodded. Perhaps her “happy tears” were a trick of some kind. “Yes. As I said, they had suspicions, but until Dam Hall’s treatment completed, they were not certain. The Knowing has fully manifested now. They are mates.”
“Then nothing else matters, Kozav.” She wiped at the tears and he was relieved to see no others emerged. “I have my mom healthy, I have you, and,” she cupped her lower stomach, “I have any offspring we may create. The where doesn’t matter, just the who.”
Staring at his mate, at the emotions in her eyes, he knew his mate was correct. “Beautiful and intelligent. I am a lucky male, shaa kouva. I have a mate and a future. Nothing else matters.”
Not where they’d live, or worries over continuing his family line. Because today, now, he’d regained all he’d lost on that horrible day so long ago—a family.
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About the Author
Ex-dance teacher, former accountant and erstwhile collectible doll salesperson, New York Times and USA Today bestselling author Celia Kyle now writes romances for readers who:
1) Like super hunky heroes (they generally get furry)
2) Dig beautiful women (who have a few more curves than the average lady)
3) Love laughing in (and out of) bed.
It goes without saying that there's always a happily-ever-after for her characters, even if there are a few road bumps along the way.
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